Gather, gather your youth: Just like this flower, old age Your beauty will wither.
Thousands and thousands of colors paint the bosom of the earth so gaily.
Live now, believe me, wait not till tomorrow; Gather the roses of life today.
Love wants everything without condition, love has no law.
When you are very old, and sit in the candle - light at evening spinning by the fire, you will say, as you murmur my verses, a wonder in your eyes, 'Ronsard sang of me in the days when I was fair.
Gather the roses of life today.